One more catty, one more attribute point

Su Heng briefly reverted from his Transformed Dragon State, returning to human form.

A young girl emerged from inside, her body curvaceous yet powerful. Her hair was tied into messy braids that hung down, and her face wore a solemn, serious expression. She spoke with a heavy accent, but it was clear she was speaking the official language of the Great Zhou, which allowed for normal conversation.

"You come from Demon Country!?" Su Heng exclaimed, "Then, did you just encounter a demon?"

As he spoke, he gestured twice on his body with his hand.

"Are you talking about Tuo Long the Great!?" Fear etched deeply on the girl's face, and the people around her burst into tumult. They chattered in a language Su Heng couldn't understand at all. The girl turned and glared at them, and without saying a word, everyone fell silent.

"He went off in that direction." The girl pointed towards the distance.

"Thank you!" Su Heng bowed his fists in gratitude.

The direction the girl provided was accurate, and Su Heng continued the pursuit.

He quickly emerged from the sandstorm and once again saw Tuo Long the Great.

At this point, they were nearly at the deepest part of Breath Swamp, and Su Heng looked up to see a massive black iron tree shooting into the sky.

This gigantic tree, as if molded from steel, was more majestic and huge than any mountain Su Heng had seen in his past or present life, growing thousands of meters into the sky.

Countless branches spread out, supporting a city that emitted a cold and hellish aura, reminiscent of a deep abyss in hell.

That city was Demon Country.

Su Heng had originally thought Demon Country was merely a metaphorical term, but from what he was seeing and feeling now, it seemed possible that tens of thousands of demons truly lived there. The name was fitting and not at all an exaggeration.

Demon Country could be seen but not touched.

An invisible barrier separated it from the mundane world where Su Heng stood, and Tuo Long the Great stopped running.

He stopped and turned around.

The look he gave Su Heng was like looking at a dead man.

"You are too arrogant, mortal!" Tuo Long the Great sneered, "Since the birth of Demon Country, you are the first to dare to trek all the way here."

"So what!" Su Heng laughed loudly, "Even if you flee to the ends of the earth, you will certainly die today!"

"You think Demon Country is isolated from the outside world, that people outside can't get in, and people inside can't go out?" Tuo Long the Great said coldly.

"What!?" Su Heng raised an eyebrow, "Isn't it that way?"

If Tuo Long the Great could return easily, he would have already gone straight back to Demon Country instead of staying here and speaking these idle words with Su Heng.

"Ha! You are sorely mistaken!" Tuo Long the Great roared, "You severely underestimate the rulers' power. Under the profound power that pierces the heavens and the earth, nothing is absolute!"

Boom!

Following the fall of Tuo Long the Great's words.

Yin Wind suddenly arose in Breath Swamp, the sun hanging in the sky abruptly vanished, turning gloomy. In its place was a giant blood moon, almost covering half the sky. Dark smoke rose from vast lands, some reflecting scenes of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, others reflecting images of red skeletons, demonic Buddhas, and vajras.

The sights that appeared before Su Heng amongst these airs were diverse, but all equally powerful and cold.

In an instant, Su Heng felt as if he had plunged into hell, his hair standing on end.

A sense of unprecedented crisis washed over him like a torrent.

Surging forth and enveloping everything.

Su Heng lifted his head upwards, then higher, and saw a blood light soaring into the sky.

The owner of this aura was so powerful that it overshadowed everything else. It sat atop a throne of bones, shrouded in thick smoke, its face obscured, with only dark feathers shining with a cold light visible, seemingly a kind of roc.

Its size was unimaginable.

Indeed, it blotted out the sun and devoured the land, becoming the sole presence in the heavens and earth upon appearing.

"Submit or die!" Thunderous roars filled the air, as crimson lightning rose in the void. However, before Su Heng could respond, a massive hand engulfed in smoke descended, obscuring the skies and reaching down.

"Ruler of the Demon Country! Is this your confidence?" Su Heng glared at Tuo Long the Grand, roaring, "I've told you, today no matter where you flee, or who intervenes, your death is certain. What can the Ruler of the Demon Country do to me!?"

Boom!

Su Heng clenched his fists and roared towards the sky.

His already towering and ferocious body swelled even more, as streams of crimson flame darted across his body, lighting up violently, boiling over, transforming into terrifying golden brilliance. The energy representing the essence of life broke free completely, as if a sun was planted within him, radiating endless luminosity.

The cold aura around him was instantly dispelled, and the temperature surged rapidly.

Roar!

A dragon's roar exploded.

The ground beneath Su Heng's feet collapsed with a bang.

Under the immense recoil force, Su Heng's body had already soared into the skies.

The massive hand covering the land, upon nearing Su Heng, was already twisted and evaporated by the boiling energy.

Su Heng stirred up a storm, crossing through the heavens. High above, he took a deep breath as if to swallow the entire world's air into his body, his chest ballooning, the terrifying golden glow reaching its peak, before he hurled a punch toward the shadowy figure in the mist atop the throne.

"Audacious! To dare strike at the King!"

"Ignorant ants!"

"A mantis trying to stop a chariot, overestimating yourself!"

Shouts of astonishment emitted from the Demon Country, only to be quickly drowned in a fierce explosion.

A dreadful punch hit the twisted barrier between the Demon Country and the mortal realm, creating ripples and tearing open crimson cracks. The compressed air exploded violently, countless incandescent clumps of gas bombarded the interior of the Demon Country like missiles.

Smoke and dust rose from the ancient cities, filled with ghostly wails of terror.

With just one strike, hundreds of demons were gravely wounded or killed outright. At the lowest reaches of the Demon Country, countless numb, tormented humans sensed that earth-shaking roar and felt the quaking tremors.

They opened their mouths and lifted their heads.

Feeling the hot blood racing through their veins, they couldn't help but roar along.

Since the fall of the old capital,

the millennium-old clouds dispersed for the first time.

And for many among them, it was the first time they saw the real sun in their lives! Moved to tears by this warm and magnificent light, they were overwhelmed with emotion!

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